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Drug & Cheese On a Roll Mix

Action Bronson

Rare Chandeliers

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Tekst piosenki
[Intro] And now... Coming to the stage... [Verse 1] Smooth but rugged display and grate the face up Like Big Daddy Kane, shirt is getting laced up Pasty make-up laying in a box wet Me and my people stick together like a box set Make your bitch lift her leg up like a Rockette Dive in, get my cock wet Dive out, for a hot sec Do a spinning back flip off the top step (Yea, we doing wild gymnastics) Grip oak wheel, Ten stacks make the coach squeal Laid back eating smoked veal Got a young gun, all he do is hold steel All these hoes want to suck me because I'm so real And I'm so ill Lay with hoes from Brazil The wine spill on the Bonneville No chain and my mama real I'm folding your chest, I'm boldly to bless A class of my own and now a days I'm speaking Spanish in Rome My bitches gorgeous like a classical poem Don't get caught up in the tactical zone Leave you sleeping with the Mackerel [Hook] Champagne spilling down the glass because we made it I know you muthafuckas hate it Don't judge me bitch because I faded I'm only trying to fuck some hoes [Verse 2] Back to me, you only half a G I'm in Miami fucking hoes with Mark Anthony Lobster Cantonese She had a pussy that was fishy like the Bering Sea (you know I ate it though) When you see me, star fillet the meat Move so much work got A.D.D And it's ABC, shifting BMW from 1983 With a Haitian freak [Big Body Bes Interlude] Hallelujah It's me Big muthafuckin' Body, man I'm out here in muthafuckin' Cali... the state And I'm out here living wild and I got a situation, man I's want muthafuckas to stop coming up to me talking about "I rap, yo. I rap, Big Body, yo. I rap." Muthafucka, go wrap the belt around your neck, man (Muthafucka) Go fuck your father (Suffocate your dick) [Verse 3] Bong Bong, muthafucka analyze the resume Babble on has never been a friendly way I'm knocking 'em out and then I'm running To the mountains Crib with the fountain, that's where my son is He getting head laying in his bed In a robe, turkey in the stove Raise your hand if you trying to talk, the llama spark Find your father's testicles out in Highland park [Hook] Champagne spilling down the glass because we made it I know you muthafuckas hate it Don't judge me bitch because I faded I'm only trying to fuck some hoes
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